Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 227 Assassination
puff!
The thick folding iron knife was held tightly by a rough hand, twisted at the waist, and dragged forward, the hard but not so sharp blade slashed across the enemy's body. Flesh and flesh, broken bones and sinews.

"kill!"

The heavily armored infantry in armor was completely black, only showing a pair of cold eyes, and shouted coldly.

Beside him, there were five pikemen and heavy armored infantry. They formed a small group and cooperated tacitly to strangle the enemy on the battlefield.

Looking around, the entire battlefield was scattered, and the dispersed army formations were automatically formed into small teams to fight, forming small battlefields.

"Fang Fan, die for me!"

But at this moment, several people suddenly shouted, red-eyed, and rushed towards Fang Fan like crazy.

Clang!Clang!
The soldiers on the way intercepted one after another, but they were extremely fast, and there were other soldiers guarding them around, so they didn't block them for a while, allowing them to rush forward.

"die!"

"Mayor be careful."

Seeing this, Tang Jiajun went to fight in front of Fang Fan, looked at the few people rushing over, tilted his head and said cautiously.

"fine."

Fang Fan waved his hand with a smile, and as soon as he finished speaking, several people rushing over bumped into the guards.

The person who rushed to the front was called Dong Heng. He was Pei Fang's high school and college roommate and buddy. After graduating from college, because of some incidents, the two of them struggled together in society until the end of the world.

They went out to play together that day, but they never thought that once they came out, they would not be able to go back. They were struggling outside, killing mutant beasts, killing people, constantly struggling on the edge of life and death, laying down stone tablets, and establishing territories. Until now, life has been easier.

Thinking of this, Dong Heng's eyes became redder, and his fleshy face became a little ferocious and terrifying because of anger.

"Ah, it's ruined, it's all ruined, Fang Fan, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Looking at the personal guards rushing up, Dong Heng swung the long saber in his hand fiercely, and the bearer regarded death as meaningless as life, and Dong Heng seemed to see the bloody scene of this man's knife and two sections appearing in Dong Heng's eyes.

clang! ! ! !

"how is this possible?"

The horse-chopping knife swung out with full power slashed fiercely on the long knife in the guard's hand, facing each other, making a piercing sound.

The guard's blade directly jumped out of a gap, and the guard also took two steps back, but Dong Heng was also blocked.

The guard's hands were a little numb, and he almost didn't hold the long knife in his hand, but when he saw Dong Heng stop charging, he twisted his neck and gestured to both sides. Immediately, a group of guards looked at Dong Heng and the three of them, their smiles gradually changed, He grinned grimly.

"Jia Jun, if I remember correctly, the minimum weapons in the hands of the guards are ordinary soldiers of the eighth rank, right?"

Fang Fan looked at this scene, frowned slightly, turned his head and asked softly.

"Yes, they are generally eighth-level wolf tooth knives."

Fang Fan nodded upon hearing this.

"You can say it like this, and the saber in that person's hand is at least at the level of a sharp weapon."

Suddenly, Fang Fan pondered for a moment and continued.

"It's still too low. Let's send a message to the Equipment Manufacturing Department and equip all the guards with weapons of level nine or even level one sharp weapons, and then no one will be equipped with a small round shield. Well, that's it for now."

Tang Jiajun nodded, indicating that he heard it. At the same time, he was writing quickly in a small notebook, taking notes quickly.

While watching the battle between the three of Dong Heng and the guards, the two chatted casually, while Dong Heng who watched this scene was furious. The humiliation of Chi Guoguo made his blood flow upstream and his face flushed red.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Dong Heng kept roaring angrily, and the saber in his hand slashed indiscriminately. Seeing this, Fang Fan curled his lips.

But at this moment, Tang Jiajun suddenly said in surprise.

"Boss, do you think he is grinning like he is grinning?"

"Hey, what you said is really similar."

"He can still laugh, there must be someone behind him, the boss has to be careful."

"It's okay, I guess I saw the two idiots approaching."

Fang Fan said casually, and pointed to the side by the way.

"Um!?"

Tang Jiajun didn't react at first, but when he did, he was startled and looked over quickly.

Tang Jiajun didn't see anything at first, but in the next moment, a person appeared in a shadow, and suddenly rose up, holding a blood-slot dagger in his hand, the matte frosted surface shone with a green luster, as if there was a A stench came out, which made people tense and poisonous!
"Boss, be careful."

Tang Jiajun's face changed drastically. Looking at the extremely fast figure with a cold expression covered by a layer of faint white light, he crossed the distance in an instant, leaped high, and came to the side of the dragon-elephant contour. He raised his dagger high, A sinister smile gradually appeared on his cold face.

boom! ! !
A golden shadow flashed by, the assassin's waist was sunken back, and he flew out at a faster speed, his face was flushed, his eyeballs protruded under the huge pressure, his nose, ears, mouth, and eyes were covered with blood, it was terrifying .

Tang Jiajun couldn't help shuddering as he watched the silly dragon elephant slowly retracting his nose and turning his head to ask for help from Fang Fan.

At this moment, the smirk on Dong Heng's face also froze, his grinning mouth could no longer be closed, his angry eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't imagine.

puff!
The long sword of the personal guard ruthlessly swept across, and Dong Heng's head was blown up under the extremely high blood pressure. After spinning a few times in the air, it fell powerlessly to the ground. A pair of wide-open eyes looked at the sky, as if he was questioning God. ,generally.

The guard who easily chopped off Dong Heng's head pouted, and slowly put away the long knife.

"Okay, get up, this is probably a job like an assassin, who can achieve a certain degree of invisibility, and it is hard to guard against."

Fang Fan looked at Ye Lichou, the captain of the personal guard who was kneeling in front of him, and said calmly, and then said calmly after he pondered for a moment.

"However, you are indeed a little lax. According to your cultivation, if the spiritual consciousness is released, it should be enough to find something wrong."

Hearing this, Ye Lichou bowed her head in shame.

"I was negligent."

"Go back and do the full set of training ten times by yourself, and five times for the other guards. After finishing today, you will deduct one month's salary, and all the guards will deduct half a month's salary. Is there a problem?"

"Yes, no problem."

"Ah."

Fang Fan nodded slightly, and turned his attention back to the battlefield.

After the deaths of Dong Heng and the others, Pei Fangjun's morale was greatly hit, and he was overwhelmed in one fell swoop. At this time, the balance has slowly poured out, and the overall situation is certain.

But at this moment, Fang Fan suddenly heard a shout.

"Come on, help the princes of Ning'an and strangle the rebellious army."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fang Fan frowned when he saw the dozen or so armies encircling him.

Next to him, Tang Jiajun opened his mouth slightly and muttered to himself.

"Okay, so shameless."

(End of this chapter)